Mila

In the shadows of trauma, we learn to shield our hearts, To bear the weight of the world, alone and apart. Born from the absence of a parent's embrace, Or the relentless labor that left no trace. From love that offered pleasure but not sanctuary, To friendships and kin who took more than they carried. In moments of promise, they left you to mend, Your burdens doubled as they failed to attend. Through lies and betrayals, trust became frail, A fortress you built to keep your heart safe and veiled. Extreme independence – a guard against pain, Rooted in generations of hurt and disdain. To trust is to hope, to trust is to expose, "Never again," you swear, as the walls around you rose. Yet ...View all